RiderOnTheStorm's Profile

About me:Was the only rebel child from a family meek and mild
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
In spite of all my Sunday learnin'
For the bad I kept on turnin' and mama couldn't hold me anymore.

And I turned 21 in prison, doin' life without parole
No one could steer me right, but mama tried, mama tried
Mama tried to raise me better, but her pleadin' I denied
That leaves no one but me to blame cause mama tried.
Member Since:February 20, 2007
Last Login:About 2 days ago
Location:Englewood, CO
Birthday:January 20
Music means to me:LIFE!
Schools:University of Nebraska at Omaha
General Interests:Feelin' moe. better...


within miles of EverywhereGo

  •   Date Artist Venue Location